Текст песни Forgotten Land, Throne, And Crown

In thy arms And thy wetness On glossed lips I taste Conspiracies, secrecies, sorceries laced With thick unguent rum Black-rayed suns and Autumn Always in season for our nightfall from grace Gorge upon my seed Starved Persephone Succulent, Succubus Succour me. That I might keep Thee with me in Hades...